Twenty-five whores in the room next door
Twenty-five floors and I need more
I'm looking for the can in the candy store
(Two thousand Hamburg four)
And colors I ain't seen before
It's a small world and it smells funny
I'd buy another if it wasn't for the money
Take back what I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
Oh, in a long black car
With the prettiest shit from Panama
When the sirens wail and the lights flash blue
Oh, my vision thing, come slamming through
It's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if I had
Take back what I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
What do we need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing
While we are waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing
Another black hole in the killing zone
A little more mad in the methadrome
One blinding flash of sense
Just like the president's
Well, I don't mind, out of my mind
Blizzard king, bring it home
It's a small world and it smells bad
I'd buy another if I had
Take back what I paid
For another motherfucker in a motorcade
What do we need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing
While we are waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing
What do we need to make our world come alive?
What does it take to make us sing
While we are waiting for the next one to arrive?
One million points of light
One billion dollar vision thing